Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Susan
and I met in 1980 at the beginning of our sophomore year in college. We
lived in West Hall, a dump of a dorm, located adjacent to what is now the
University of North Texas.

She
had the room next door to me, Carol and Jane, and had one heck of a personality
conflict with her assigned roommate. Fortunately, her roommate had her
fill of all of us, so she moved out mid-semester, which made room for
Robin, another from Everman, to move in with Susan. From then
on it's been one adventure after another with my sister from another mister,
and well, another mother!

Below are just a few highlights of the past 33 years, and please don't even
begin to think we've wisely used our time rescuing small animals and pondering
the mysteries of the universe. No, we've always had much more important
stuff to do!

Dallas, 199? - An irish bar, a martini bar, and one last Irish bar, and
the misjudged height of a bar stool.

Austin, 199? - a phone book on the receiving end of Susan's rarely
displayed anger.

France, 199? - final night of a 10 day trip with an impromptu group
dinner involving a Frenchman, his ex-wife and her new British husband.
Oh, and Susan using her own cork screw to pop open a bottle of
wine. Needless to say the waitress was, how you say, furieuse!

Fort Lauderdale, 2000 - she met Roger and I, along with Nicole and her
friend, in Florida to celebrate Nicole's 21st birthday. We all trekked down to
Aruba's one evening to celebrate properly. However, Roger wasn't feeling
well so he returned to the hotel leaving us 4 ladies behind which turned
into a rather raucous evening to say the least. Closing time found
the four of us, for reasons unknown, waddling home like ducks, only
to encounter Roger who came looking for us as it was well past midnight.

New Orleans, 1985 - this trip trumped everything before and after.
Here a some highlights.Discovering Bryan Lee, a blind blues singer who played at the Old Absinthe
House. Same name as my brother, but very different people
indeed! (http://www.braillebluesdaddy.com/bryan_lee_biography/)

A
trip by taxi to an awesome restaurant where 2 things went horribly awry.
One, they didn't accept credit cards and we had no cash. Two, the
neighborhood was so dicey we could not get a cab to pick us up so we had to
walk to the French Quarter. After hooking up with a posse of hookers, as
there's always safety in numbers, (right?) we were rescued by a woman in a cab
who yelled at us to get into the cab "right now!" and she had us
safely transported to the quarter.

Susan "tipping" a cab driver with something other than cash, and
we'll leave it at that.

All
of these adventures aside, and there's many more that will never be
shared publicly, she's been there through thick and thin, always willing to lend an ear,
share a beer, and just gab the night away. Many a times the three of us
would sit long into the night on the front porch of our home in Richardson
waiting for even the slightest of a cool breeze.

Now,
it’s mostly long conversations on the phone when we chat about everything and
chat about absolutely nothing, going so far as to take the phone to the
bathroom to continue on. Yeah, we’re that close!

We
love you, Susan and I’ll see you in February on Aer Lingus for that 6 hour
flight to Dublin!

About Us

At the turn of the new century, Roger and I made a bold move from Texas to New England. Now we're living the dream of a lifetime. We hope you enjoy a peek into life in New England, along with other travels and insights along the way.
I have two blogs that I hope you enjoy:
http://frontseatimages.blogspot.com/
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